" Me too." I hung up.I did see Betty the next morning at five a.m. Sophia and I were standing outside the air terminal when she and John came out and ...alked slowly toward us. I thought after the way she talked yesterday, she would come rushing up to me. I hugged her anyway. "I don't know what this is all about, but I'm glad you are home safe. We will have to inform the police of what happened." This is the last thing that Sophia and I wanted, but we had to go through the motions.John, who had. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a monster cock was worth the price of admission. Tyrone spit on his dick and nasty bitch Hope spit on my asshole and we were off to the races. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to stop from whimpering. Tyrone would spit on his dick for more lube and so would Hope, eventually I had half his dick up my ass and I didnt think it would go any. Like I said before about the only thing we ever did was look at magazines together so it surprised me when he asked if he could see it.I never considered myself gay or even remotely curious but I moved the pillow away from my lap and it immediately exposed a tent in my jeans. Jim asked me if he could see it. We were each still sitting on opposite ends of the sofa so I thought no big deal. I unzipped my jeans and took my dick out. I was a late bloomer so Jim was the first person other than. Same with the piercings: once she got started it was difficult to stop. ‘Do you like them?’ she asked. I told her that after the initial shock I found it hard to look away.I was hard as granite when I flipped over and Rachel didn’t waste any time. She took off my shorts and stroked me and sucked me, and dragged her tongue stud up and down again and again, each pass like a climax in itself. I was sighing with pleasure, and I wanted to put my hand between her legs and feel her hot twat, but I.